Its funny how soon one can get attached to people. This weekend i had the fortune of spending my evening with a beautiful and witty woman. It was just a walk at Bandstand with bit of maaka and moccha followed by a bite. But i actually missed the person the next day itself.. of course i think it has something to do with her patience of listening to me go on and on about ‘this and that’ s of my life. I wonder what it means if you miss someones company after jus one meet.. infactuation? friendship?
i wonder what i carried away from that meeting, that day i.e. apart from the cold
thanks to the walk and mocha in the rain